In the arms
of a city
that holds no trace of a face in the face the place of you and me
go make a life
and not a living
singin glory,
Glory
hallelu ia,
yeah, that'll do

[acoustic]

Theres things to know
or so we're told
but the days they keep rollin on so the pain of playin slow
and theres ways to grow
yeah, but blow by blow
see, it all gets lost somewhere,
now see I already forgot